Show Me Your Throat

ELIA

Something burned in her chest—not just desire. Something more. A demand for him. But also… she felt driven to touch him. It wasn't just a want, it was a need. As he opened the cave door, she hugged his back and let her hands slide over his shoulders and back—her favorite part of him. He rippled under her touch, closing the door behind them and barring it by picking up a thick beam she hadn't paid attention to, laying up against the wall inside, then dropping it into two brackets on the door. Elia grinned. It looked like god himself wouldn't be opening that door.

Then Reth turned to face her and stood there… staring. The lantern light was warm and it made the muscles of his chest and stomach glow where his vest was open.

Elia swallowed hard and stroked a finger down the center of his chest, then that muscled stomach—that sucked in as she went—and then hooked it into the top of his pants.